I just finished reading the Italian section and I must admit that I LOVED the first section. I SO want to travel to Italy after reading it. I won’t give details because, even though I thought I had to be the last one to read this book, I realize after the last post, that I’m SO not.

In celebration of the Eatting section this morning, I bought a small package of chocolate covered Bing cherries – OMG!! They are heavenly. So not on my diet, but it was my lil celebration after reading a whole section on just enjoying it – haha

I started the section on India … Cathy … your crazy brain is mentioned in there … only it’s “Monkey Brain”. I read the paragraph it’s mentioned in twice (because it’s SO me) and thought to myself, “Cathy is going to crack up here.”

So for those of you who are reading along with me … where are you in the book?

Definition: The removal of certain lady parts from a ladywho’s you know. As in Lindaloohoo’s who-ha.

I was speaking with a friend the other day who may be faced with having a hysterectomy. Part of her surgery will include an OOPHERECTOMY which is just the coolest word and I enjoy saying it, spelling it, seeing it in print and evidently, making up stuff about it. Basically it means that they will be yanking the ovaries along with the uterus.

I have had the pleasure of all of the above and I’m here to tell ya, not so much fun. But survivable and in the end, was the best decision I could have made. Much, much healthier for it, along with the added bonus of being able to bypass that pesky feminine products aisle at the store. Nope, don’t need nuthin’ from down that aisle. Let’s go see if they’ve restocked bath rugs . . .

When I was prepping my mind before my surgery by ingesting every word ever written on the subject, I was lucky enough to stumble across a great website, one which I highly recommend to any other ladies (men if you care at all about what your woman is going thru, you should check it out too, so you’ll know what to expect and when to duck) who may be facing this life changing step. It’s hystersisters.com and it’s chock full of wonderful information, stories and advice. I personally learned how to sum up my situation in one sentence when people asked- ‘Look, they’re taking the crib, but leaving the playpen.’ Any more questions?

I finally started reading it after hearing it referenced so many times over the past year from what seemed like everyone – haha. I was in Costco last week buying stuff for family to be in town and saw it there and figured it must be time – haha.

Today at lunch I started reading it and decided instead of rushing back to making jewelry to finish an order (as usual), I would take a 30 minute break, go outside on the back patio and read for a little while longer. Especially since the weather is SO beautiful in LA today. Obviously, I’m back in the office and … I think I’m going to enjoy reading this book.

I tried to post yesterday and I sat in front of the computer and thought to myself, “what will I post about today?” Nothing came to mind … just the sound of crickets. Huh.

It reminded me of years ago in college in an English class I was in. I had this great teacher that looked like a droopy dog from a cartoon that I can’t recall the name of right now. He taught us to meditate on the first day. Now I lived in Visalia and really, meditation was FAR from what was the norm. In fact, I believe a lot of the kids went home and told their parents who promplty filed complaints with the school. I wasn’t one of them because I saw that it actually worked. He walked us through relaxing our bodies and minds while we sat in that chair and then taught us to just write whatever came from our head. Kind of like our intuitive painting class a few weeks ago. So that’s what I’m doing this morning … letting it fly – haha.

I have so many topics in my head right now but none that seem very clever or witty (which is what I like to write on most).

I read a blog this morning that inspired me. I found it through the tag surf feature and it showed up because of the common “friends” tag. It’s written by a guy that has a great voice in his words. You know what I mean … when you feel you that you can hear their voice as you read their story. He wrote about friends today, but in digging through his blog a bit more, I learned about his real story. He and his wife are adopting two children from Haiti – Amos and Story. If you have some time, take a look at his blog … I think you’ll dig it.

I remember years ago when my ex and I decided to adopt. It’s a scary and exhilarating journey. You have so many naysayers to contend with, yet you know in your heart that you are on the right path. The first time I saw the picture of Zac, I knew that he was meant for me. In a weird way, I’m grateful to my ex for opening that door for me (even though he didn’t stick around for the long haul). If I hadn’t met him, I wouldn’t have adopted so early. There is a lot more to that story, but I don’t feel like getting into that now. I love the journey that Zac and I (and now Ron too) have been on together. There are days I freak, days I yell, days I cry and quite a few days where I laugh a lot.

Apocalipstick a novel by Sue Margolis. It’s a fun, fluffy summer read, which is really the only kind you’ll ever hear about from me. I borrowed it from someone about a year ago and can’t remember who lent it to me. If it’s you and you’re reading this and you want it back, fuhgeddaboutit. I never return anything, unless it’s a self-help book, in which case I will return it posthaste. I don’t do self-help books, as I prefer to learn the HARD way.

So this was a cute, british, romantic comedy of a book and I just thought the title was clever enough for a mention. Oh and it finally provides the answer to the age old question – ‘Why do men snore?’ ‘Because when they lay on their backs, their balls fall over their arseholes and the pressure builds up!’ AHHHHHH. That explains so much really.